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Number of times I felt silly because I couldn't find my classroom and I'm a junior:  2

Number of times mom got emotional and annoyed me:  5

Number of cheery greetings:  Countless

Number of ignored greetings:  1

Number of classes with great people:  8

Number of unwanted suprises:  2

Number of other people I know that hadn't gone shopping yet:  3

Number of times I had to navigate the sub bus driver:  2

Number of times we got lost and missed kids standing right in their driveway (but not when I helped):  2

Number of times I hated today:  0

Super.

I was headed out of walmart with my dad, just pushing our cart when some people came running through the automatic doors.  A worker there said something was going on out side.  I had seen enough giant lizard attacks sity movies to know to just turn around and get more info before I headed out.  Then "it" just came to me.  "It" turned out to be friction between two women:  one tall slender wearing a shirt that said "THIS belongs to Jesus" and holding a baseball bat, the other a little heavier with no shoes, missing and earring and a baby in her hand.  Anywho, the action was headed toward me and my dad just stood there to see what was going on.  I just moved away-inside walmart.  And then they went outside again.  My dad, trying to be the peacemaker, calmed down the woman with a baseball bat before she decided to burst the other woman's car windows.  I was inside and I thought things calmed down because the yelling and cursing stopped a while ago so I went outside and saw my dad and pushed the cart quickly over...but then I turned a corner and saw he was still calming her down while more walmart employees watched and called the coppers.  I waited.  I was really close.  After a while I decided to wait inside again, but I couldn't get the baseket through the crowd of people so I left it two feet away from my dad-he was with it.

What would you do if you were in my position-your dad in with the action or wait inside with other shoppers after things are over?

I asked my dad this question and he just said "It doesn't matter-stay with the groceries".

I'm serious.  Even our house visitor is in hers-we told her and she had pj's on her like that.  We are all doing lazy things like watching dvds and catching up with Queen Bees and Degrassi on www.the-n.com.  I've finished Girls' Poker Night by Jill A. Davis and started reading Adios To My Old Life by Caridad Ferrer after that it's The Portrait Of A Lady by Henry James.  Yep.  Home is a really cozy place.

Plans

I finally convinced my dad and he said we can pick up that guitar friday, which is great because I think Nicky is as impatient as I am. Tomorrow it's back to the Memphis Zoo because my nieces liked it so much and apres ca a church choir rehearsal.  I know, me?  Singing about stories that seem like fairy tales to me while everyone else in the room believes it and might even feel understood by it?  My youth choir is short a few people.  Which reminds me that a few days ago I put in an application for Living Waters.  I wouldn't mind working there.  And somehow I have the feeling I said I'd call someone.  Too bad I lied. 

School

I cringe when I hear the words back, to and school.  I don't want to go and I'm not ready.  Mentally or physically because

A) I am not prepared to go back to running out of time on long assignments, waking up at five, and seeing my homeroom teacher, Mr. Bargery

B) I don't even feel like school shopping and I can't until my nieces leave.  Honestly, last year they visited right after I'd gone shopping and stole most of my new clothes on the day we dropped them off home.  Their mom didn't care.  Also I just don't want to hunt for good stores.  Maybe I can do this online? 

I've got to go do something to get this off my mind now, that's how much I don't want to go back.

we went to go pick up my nieces and cousin that live far off in a strange land called Atlanta, Georgia.  We only went halfway, of course.  We met at a quiet, country resturant.  That's when I noticed something:  Whenever I'm around my family I stop being the free, smiley straitforward person it took to become all summer and change into a frigid, stiff slightly awkward person. 

It is the third or fourth day and it seems like I have to deal with all of their little mistakes.  It is fine and not a problem, just super annoying.  For example, this morning when I took a shower I turned it on as usual and prepared to jump in, but someone had twisted the shower head and it sprayed (is that even spelled right?  Summer does make you dumb) me before I could even get in-all off guard and everything-I was pissed for about ten seconds until I realized may hair didn't get wet, just my neck. 

The toilet seat is always up.  Someone likes to use my sponges and washclothes.  Someone is ALWAYS at the computer desk and the television screen.

In fact this is exactly why I call my neices and cousins the MTV generation.  It's always Myspace this and "let me use your cell phone" that and "What are we doing next" there and "Why are you wearing that" here.  It is actually pretty funny. 

But again back to me dealing with the consequences of their actions...I have a cold.  New people, new germs.  I was bummed at first and started walking around the house wiping all the doorknobs and phones and fridge doors with Fabuloso.  But that is okay with me.  I am still enjoying them being here I just gotta organize a little bit.  I'll start with a computer schedule...

Everyone will have an hour and thirty minutes.  They just check off their name after wards or how much of their time they've done already on my wipe board with rainbow markers.

This will be as breezy as yesterday's zoo trip.  Actually that was kind of dull-my nieces just kept talking about how no one else there was matching or something.  The only different thing was when two guys shyly came over while we were sitting on a bench.  One asked if he could sing to us and I didn't know what else to say so i just said sure.  People looked.  He was so shy, in fact he just stared down at my shoes or the ground or something the whole time.  I wanted to be polite so I waited until he was done and told him that was very nice with a smile.  Afterwards they walked straight over to my mom.  huh.  Turns out they had been talking about how they wanted to be rappers and my mom said something like "you can't be shy-start off in public" and pointed to us sitting nearby. Huh.

I don't know exactly what is planned for today because I lost the notebook that I wrote down all of our activities on.  Oh well.   

What question do you hate being asked?

The two questions I am asked most frequently, of course:

A) Are you okay?  Because when I'm thinking about something very important or complicated people say I look like something is wrong.  In fact, it seems like if I'm just not smiling people act like I am sick or something.

B) Are you stoned?  Because I'm just odd and some people are suspicious of anyone who doesn't act like a stuck up little stiff.

Well.  Imagine this:

You are in bed, in your jammy's and you mother is on her way out the door.  She asks you to take a big bag out to the car.  You do as told and return to your porch, twist the doorknob and realized it's locked.  Keep in mind you are in your pajamas, face unwashed, teeth unbrushed and not wearing a bra.  Mom just left the driveway and you look at you options:

wait until around 3 when she'll be back.

go ring on your neighbors' doorbells until someone lets you use a phone even though you aren't dressed for that.

attempt breaking in your own house to avoid the second one.

I did the second one.  My neighbors on the right were home but didn't bother coming to the door, the ones across from them really were'nt home and the ones on their right were, but were men (worse).  On the bright side everything worked out because I'm here blogging it hoping you'll chuckle a little, eh?

And you know what else?  When one thing goes wrong in my life a few others always come with it.  Last night when my parents were in MS, the church van broke down.  They all (church members)had to get a ride here.  No other bad thing has happened and that's that.  Everything else will continue just as happy as before.  Usually everything goes bad, but not this time...nope.

I've survived about three weeks without a bad emo-itis attack!!!  And to celebrate I adopted a kitten on her way to be put to sleep.  I named her Element.  I'll take a few pictures later.  I am sxcited that she didn't need any training to use the litterbox and I've found a way my dad won't get sick from her.

Aside from that absolutely everything is just dandy.  I just realized I haven't really been socializing much, though.  To fix that I'll find a friend to go see Clue, The Musical with me Friday or Saturday at the Ruffin.

Even my frined who's to be moving isn't leaving anytime soon (but it's funny how they are trying to get out of here quickly, as if someone is after them) because they have to sell their house first.  I've made one new friend and talked to an old one.

Things are just so great-even the weather is happy.  I absolutely love Summer.  Tommorow I'll be at the DMV (in Covington) to get my permit, that is, as long as I can get one of those retarded slips of paper from the school today.

Looks like I've got to go be happy somewhere else!

I made it up and I just think athat this could be the sign of a great start.  Playing piano is fun.

LaLa

thank very much.

Okay so usually special days aren't so special at my house. 

On New Years we just go to church in hopes that starting off in prayer will bring great experiences, yet we do the same thing every Sunday.

On Valentines Day mom gets chocolate and I sneak into it because she's always dieting anyway.

Nobody cares about St. Patrick's day anywho.

I think easter is in April and even then..so? 

I forget all of the holidays after that-they're so forgotten (okay all but Hollween, the 4th, VERY FEW birthdays and Christmas).

Where was I?  Oh, yeah well this Fathers' Day I will change how the Kerr family thinks of hoildays.  I;'m going to...GIVE A GIFT!!! or maybe CELEBRATE!!!

Most people hand over ties and mugs, but I'll give an original gift!...just after I think of one.

[crickets chirping]

Well I'll get back to you on that. 

Do you want to know one of the reasons WHY I HATE orange?  Because It means "constant/steady/NEVER CHANGING" and if you hate it it is supposed to mean you can't STAND BEING BORED.  Well my mom is leaving for California to stay and care for her Grandma for two weeks.  It will be my dad and I.  My dad works from way early in the morning to six in the afternoon (well he gets home around that time) which means I'll be home alone for two weeks. 

this means:

1.  I can't go any where.  because I don't have my liscence (sp?).  No one even lives near me.

2.  I can't do anything.  My house can be so boring.

3.  I can just sit and get online or watch TV...or disturb the neighbors.

But on the bright side I can:

1.  buy a musical instrument and become a musical genius (why, that sounds musical).

2.  knit like a madwoman.

3.  stalk friends (by phone)

4.  try not to go schizophrenic and commit suicide from booming silence (not to make fun of my schizophrenic cousin). 

It could be like house arrest.  Mabye I could watch my neighbors and discover they are actually killers.  come to think of it I am well-acquanted with all of my neighboors except one house.  They DO look really strange and they were the one family that didn't smile or anything while we Christmas carrolled and handed them baked goods (yes, we did that). 

Who knows?  I think I am going to find some friends to hang out with and some really great books.  who knows?  I could have an educational experience????...you educational in the Summer time that's not NERDY at all. 

ugh.  Now I feel like this will be like hybernation or being on a deserted island-with no cannibals.  OHH! What if I get a pet?  Then I wouldn't be bored and I'd feel loved.  Needed.  There is an ad for a rescued cat that needs a home and I love cats... but my dad says he's allergic. 

I'll ask anywho.

I will SURVIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

But until then I'll buy books, borrow movies (mine suck-no one watches movies here), learn to play piano/keyboard (we've both), find games I can play by myself, get binoculars and just stock up.

But that would be really cool if one of those places I turned in job applications to would hire me and save me from this summer bummer...okay, I've only turned in one application, but I'M TRYING.